Okay! So I'm really starting to hate to of my most favorite movies in the world! Hairspray and High School Musical2! Yesterday I had the song "Work This Out" from HSM2 stuck in my head and now I have "I Can Hear The Bells" from Hairspray playing! It's driving me crazy!

Anyway! I figured I'd update this before I go to bed because I was excited about this chapter... even though so far I only received four reviews. Once again, I'd like 10 or more before I review. If I get that many when I check my email tomorrow, I'll update tomorrow if I have internet access. Some of Chapter Four will be in Edward's POV and you'll see why after you read this.

Also, Bella may seem a bit out of character. You have to keep in mind that this Bella is the reincarnation of the Bella that lived ninety or more years ago. She's not going to be completely clingy or crybabyish.

And once again thanks to my reviewers:
snookiepooh94, Edward4eva, RockstarLife, and InkedLoser.

Enjoy the somewhat long chapter!

Chapter Three
Beautiful Stalker

I'm back in the meadow again but it's raining hard. I shiver from the cold rain and jump at the sound of a loud crash. It sounds like thunder but I know it isn't. "Baseball," I whisper to no one. I head in the direction of the sound; the crashes getting louder as I get closer. When I get to where the sound is the loudest, I look around. No one is there.

"Yes. You're right, dog."

There's that pixie-like voice again. Only she sounds mean. Angry almost. I sigh; walking away from the place I had heard the loud crashes. Fog is coming in now.

Thump-thump.

I stop in my tracks, jumping at the sound of my beating heart.

"Don't die, Bella."

That's a new voice. It's friendly but afraid, even filled with love. "I'm fine," I whisper to the voice. No one responds. I start walking again. I can practically feel my blood rushing upwards to my brain.

"Once he commits to a hunt, he's unshakeable. We'd have to kill him."

I sigh and I can feel a wave of calm wash over me at the sound of Edward's voice. It sounds heavenly compared to what I'm standing in.

"Jacob didn't want to be a part of this… cult. …I don't want to be next."

A new voice.

It's similar to the other new one but it sounds younger almost. Who was Jacob?

Wrapping my arms tightly around my body, I force myself forward, attempting to shield my face from the hard pelting rain.

"You are my life now."

Edward Cullen. Yes, I do wish I was his life. I wish I knew who he was talking to but I don't. I sigh loudly and the sound of crying fills the air.

"Bella, I don't want you to come with me," the beautiful angel said.

I gasped and could feel my own tears threatening to spill. "You… don't… want me?" I whispered; my voice cracked. I had to swallow the lump that had begun to form in my throat.

"No."

I stared, deep into the trees of the forest and I could just barely make out two people. A boy and a girl were talking to one another. The boy's facial expression seemed cold and the girl looked confused and frightened.

The wind blew and the image vanished before my eyes. I shut them tightly and opened them up quickly, wishing for the couple to still be there. They weren't. I was alone once again.

"Who's afraid of the big, bad wolf?" I chuckled at the question. It was rather funny, considering my dreams of wolves and vampires, even lost love.

"I refuse to damn you to an eternity of night and that's the end of it."

"Silly Bella…"

"I hear voices in my mind, and you're worried that you're the freak."

"How old are you?" I found myself asking the wind.

"Seventeen," Edward's voice replied.

"And how long have you been seventeen?" I asked, curiosity invading my entire body. I wrapped my arms even tighter around my torso, attempting to shield myself from the chilling wind.

"A while."

I inhaled and exhaled a long breath.

"I don't scare you," Edward's voice said.

I found myself shaking my head at no one and choked out, "No more than usual."

I jumped at the sound of wicked cackling and turned around in circles until I was dizzy. No one was there.

"A mate for a mate."

The voice was wicked and it terrified me. I wanted nothing more to call out for help. I wanted Edward and burly Emmett to come save me from this nightmare. I wanted Charlie to barge into my room to stir me awake.

"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…"

"Stupid lamb," I mumbled, plopping myself onto the wet ground of the forest. I didn't care about the fog or the coldness anymore. I was already too numb to continue on my journey. Surely I would freeze and die in this very spot.

"What a sick, masochistic lion."

More tears ran down my now dirty face. I didn't know why I was hearing these voices and I knew I couldn't tell Charlie because that would only earn me room at the insane asylum.

"I love a happy ending… They are so rare."

A new voice. Great! Just what I always wanted. This one sounded ancient and wise, but giddy at the same time.

As I sat in my spot, I jumped at the sound of breaking twigs and crunching leaves. "Who's there?" I shout but no one answers.

"Fall down again, Bella?" I knew that voice. I had heard it earlier in the lunch line. Now Emmett Cullen was invading my insane nightmares… dreams… hallucinations?

"Hey, vampire girl!"

I look over my shoulder in the direction of the voice. Nothing. I can only see the fog engulfing the entire forest, the rain falling and the strong wind blowing the leaves as if they were dancing. I closed my eyes tightly, wishing for the voices…

To stop.

"Shh!" Somebody whispers as I stir in my bed. I groan and quickly open my eyes, searching my dark bedroom.

My eyes widened in fear as I struggle with my blankets and pull out the baseball bat I had hidden underneath my pillow. "I can swing!" I shouted to the dark figures in my room as I stood on my bed. "Four years of softball! I can usually hit my target too!"

The figures in my room chuckled as I swung my bat. Catching my foot on my sheet, I fall onto the soft mattress, accidentally taking a swing at my foot. I bit down on my lip, trying to hold in my screams.

"Still clumsy as ever I see," a musical voice laughed. My eyes grew even larger upon recognition.

Edward Cullen was in my room!

"Get out!" I hissed. "And take your friend with you."

"Surely you remember Alice, Bella," Edward said. I turned my attention to the small dark figure beside Edward.

"I'm still dreaming," I murmured through the pain of my foot. It was probably broken with the way I hit.

I noticed Edward and Alice walk out of the shadows of my room. The moonlight hit them just perfectly and their pale skin practically shimmered like diamonds because of the light. Their beautiful topaz colored eyes looked startled and shocked. Edward appeared to be lonely and in pain while Alice was frolicsome; she could barely stand still!

"You are Bella, correct?" Edward asked. I nodded my head, once again trying to control my screams that I held deep within my throat. "Then surely you remember us."

I raised my eyebrow and shook my head. "Remember you?" I whispered, rubbing my aching and bruising foot. "I just found out who you were today."

"You're Bella Swan," Edward replied. "You were born September 13 –"

"2134," I finished for him. Edward and Alice exchanged confused looks with one another.

"Your father was a police chief and your mother married Phil Dwyer," Edward said.

I stared at him before grabbing my bat, crawling out of my bed and limping over to him. "Who are you?" I asked, curiosity once again taking over my body. \

"Edward and Alice Cullen," Edward replied. "I'm your boyfriend."

"I don't have a boyfriend!" I shouted. I quickly covered my mouth, realizing how loud I had really been.

Alice let out a giggle and replied, "Don't worry. You didn't wake him."

"Tell me, Bella," Edward began. My attention turned from Alice to Edward. "Are you a vampire?"

A vampire? Was he serious?

"They're not real," I whispered quietly.

"Alice and I are," Edward replied. I took a step back and fell backwards onto my bed.

Edward appeared to be sniffing the air and I wondered why. "You still smell the same," he said.

I didn't care anymore how beautiful and god-like Edward Cullen was, he was really starting to freak me out.

"Like freesia and strawberry shampoo," he continued.

"Stalker!" I shouted as I jumped up from my position on the bed. I winced in pain and sat back down, but not before throwing my bat at Edward. It hit him and it would've hurt a normal person. Edward just stood there and laughed once my bat shattered upon impact. My eyes widened in horror.

"We're not stalkers, Bella," Alice said as she approached me. She kneeled down and placed her hands on my swollen foot. They were extremely cold and the temperature felt good on my injury. I sighed and kept my eyes on Edward. I was more afraid of him than of his sister.

"How does it feel?" Edward asked. I assumed he was inquiring about my injured foot.

"Hurts but not as bad," I replied harshly.

"We should take you to Carlisle."

"Is he a nut job too? I mean considering you and Alice think you're vampires."

"We are, Bella," Alice said. After a moment more of holding my foot in her cold hands, she stood and sat down on the bed beside me. "Don't you remember us?"

"No," I simply replied. "I've never seen you before."

Edward sighed and I immediately knew that he was feeling nothing but pain. I wanted to go forward and hug him but I decided against it.

Who else breaks in to your room in the middle of the night unless they plan on chopping you up into little pieces and storing you beneath the floor boards?

"Why aren't you in Forks anymore?" Edward asked.

"I've never lived in Forks."

"Still living with Charlie?"

"I'vealwayslived with Charlie."

"I'm sure Renee misses you."

"Renee died six months ago," I murmur as I look down at my clasped and shaking hands. I could feel the bed shift before being engulfed into small, cold arms. Alice.

"What happened, Bella?" Alice asked in a soothing gentle voice. She sounded just like she did in my dreams. Absolutely beautiful.

I took a deep breath before exhaling as I began to play with the edge of my t-shirt. "We were driving home from Seattle," I whispered, trying to choke back the tears. "It was raining really hard. Renee kept urging Charlie to pull over but he didn't. He continued driving and he kept on saying that he was okay with seeing. I even offered to drive but he wouldn't allow it since I had just gotten my license. The car… it began to skid and we crashed into the guard rail of the highway. Renee went through the windshield. I ended up with minor bruises and cuts, along with whiplash. Charlie's head had hit the windshield. He ended up in a coma for two weeks. Renee was pronounced dead as soon as we arrived at the hospital."

Hot tears ran down my face as I relived the horrible memory. I didn't even know why I was telling them this. I didn't even know them but I felt like I could trust Alice. I was still unsure about Edward. "Renee never divorced Charlie or moved to Jacksonville, Florida?" Alice asked as she rubbed my back, trying to soothe me.

I looked at her as if she was much more than just plain crazy. "What? No!" I replied. "Charlie and Renee loved each other very much. It was actually very sickening."

Edward walked towards me and took a seat on the other side of me. "He blames himself," Edward murmured as he looked at me.

"How did you--?"

"I can read minds, remember?"

I sighed in frustration, glancing back and forth between Alice and Edward. "I don't remember," I answered. "Sorry."

Their facial expressions were crestfallen as I said those words again. Such beautiful creatures shouldn't appear to be so sad…

"You should go," I whispered as I stood. I immediately found myself on the floor. My leg had given out due to my wounded foot. Edward chuckled and stood, scooping me up into his strong arms.

Like Alice, his touch was also cold but I was comforted by it, like I had been in his arms before even though I had only just met him. I blushed and I noticed that Edward smiled. "You're beautiful when you blush," he whispered. I turned a darker shade of crimson.

He sat back down on my bed and this time I ended up seated in his lap. But I didn't care anymore. It was kind of nice being in his stone arms. He ran his hand through my long brown hair and I sighed blissfully. I felt Alice place her hands back on my inflamed foot. She said, "I think it's broken. It just keeps bruising and swelling."

"To Carlisle?" Edward asked as I closed my eyes. I could feel myself drifting off into sleep.

"To Carlisle," Alice replied before I was completely taken over by slumber.